The heartthrob host she hangs up again

Chapter 51 Childhood Sweetheart (1)

The touch of the fingertips is slightly hot.Delicate and smooth.

The young man raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, expressionless.

There seems to be something in the eyes...

cool.

Ye Nian reacted with a "hey" and raised his hand, took a step back, with his hands behind his back, "Um... I didn't mean to..." He paused, "Touch yours."

Eyelashes drooping slightly, the boy bowed his head and said nothing, but covered his lips with his other hand and coughed again.

That overly beautiful face was flushed bright red because of panting, the ends of her phoenix eyes were dyed brightly, and her snow-white and clean skin turned pink.

Instead, he directly lifted his other uninjured finger against the buttons on his chest, one by one, and slowly fastened them upwards.

Probably because one hand is particularly inconvenient.

After tying it for a while, I was stunned that one was not tied properly.

The slender fingers twisted and twisted.Take the trouble.

Ye Nian who was watching was a little sleepy.

But the other party was exceptionally patient, not in a hurry at all, still with a half-down face, slowly fastening.

"..." In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, Ye Nian simply walked over again, and pulled away the other's left hand, "Forget it, I'll help you."

"..."

The warm back of the hand sticks to one place.

Pursing his lips, the boy paused for a moment, looking at the girl who suddenly approached in front of him, his beautiful apricot eyes were still glistening with moisture.

He took a breath, but quickly moved his eyes away, and said lightly, "Since you are busy in class, you don't have to come to see me. My car accident has nothing to do with you."

The cold tone was a little cold.

Ye Nian was giving the fingertips of someone buttoning a button, and looked up at him.

But he saw that the other party lowered his head halfway and didn't look at him.

His face was expressionless... and... rusty.

Correct.

Just rusty.

Obviously the two of them were childhood sweethearts, and they could be considered to have grown up together since childhood, but this boy Jiang Chen seems to have... not a good impression of the original owner.

Involuntarily, Ye Nian remembered the information transmitted to him by the system before, and it was a bit difficult to connect with the villain of this plane after all.

Although Jiang Chen doesn't look like a cool person now, but in the future... how should I describe it, he does quite a lot of bad things.

In the original plot, there are almost no people with good relations with Jiang Chen, but because he is good-looking, he can study well, and he doesn't cause trouble, so adults like children the most.

The only one who has a little connection with him is the vicious female supporting role of the original owner. Speaking of which, Ye Nian, the original body of this plane, has done a lot of bad things.

When he was young, he had a bad temper and liked to bully the children next door. Jiang Chen even walked away when he saw her, and usually didn't talk to her.

The relationship between the two is really not good.

Today, I came to the hospital to see Jiang Chen who had an accident in a car accident, and it was because her parents forced her to come here, and they also said that she had no human feelings at all.

So much so that the relationship between the two of them was even more described as Stranger... um... almost no contact at all.

He licked the corner of his mouth, "I want to go, but my mother doesn't agree."

Ye Nian lowered his head to fasten the button, while sliding his fingertips upwards. "I can only go back tonight."

This guy... feels a bit difficult to get along with.

It's almost exactly the same as He Yanchang's, which makes her very interesting...

only……

Even more youthful.

Even just looking at this face, she couldn't leave him alone.

The fingertips inadvertently rubbed against Bai Ci's collarbone.

Itchy ribbons start to heat.

I can feel the opponent's body pause.

Ye Nian wanted to say that she didn't touch her on purpose, but her wrist was suddenly clasped. The young man's slender, fair fingers held the back of her hand instead, and he raised his eyes lightly, "I told you before, you don't have to force me to help me."

He paused, "And I'm not used to being touched by others."

(End of this chapter)